Catalogue- Heywood Banks

The other day I was browsing on Pinterest…. gazing at all the pictures of couples having fun, getting engaged and the wedding ideas.  I pin them thinking, ‘One day…. That’ll be me on day.  I’ll have that kind of fun.’  Then I thought about the song Heywood Banks wrote called Catalogue.

This time, I couldn’t find a video on YouTube for you to listen along so I decided to make one myself.  I used Power Point to put it together and Wondershare to convert it.  Unfortunately, in the conversion it is about 1.5 seconds fast so all the pictures don’t match that well.  I still had fun making it.  It look about a week too.  Here’s my video and Heywood’s lyrics below.  

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Catalogue- written and performed by Heywood Banks

I wanna have fun like they do in the catalogue
Giggle up in the warm summer breeze
Butter-cotton jersey
Periwinkle silk

I wanna have fun like they do in the catalogue
Chase the dog on the beach
Showin’ my teeth
Hand-crafted
Simple pleasure

Well I’d like to place an order please
I’d like to be eternally
Young and pretty and never broke
It can’t be on back order
I need overnight delivery
Happy and laughing at an inside joke

I wanna have fun like they do in the catalogue
Got no boss, got no bills, sleepin’ late
Hand-combed pair available
Khaki, oatmeal and stone

I wanna have fun like they do in the catalogue
Holdin’ hands on the dock at the compound
Small only
Not available in stores

Well I’d like to place an order please
I’d like to be eternally
Young and pretty and never broke
It can’t be on back order
I need overnight delivery
Happy and laughing at an inside joke

(What do you mean my card’s declined?)

I wanna have fun like they do in the catalogue
Have fun like they do in the catalogue
Have fun like they do in the catalogue
Have fun like they do in the catalogue

Halloween Bouquet

I saw an idea on Pinterest to make a Halloween corsage type pin.  

I really liked the design, but didn’t think anyone I knew would think it a good fashion accessory.  So I changed the design a little and turned it into a bouquet of flowers that could be displayed year after year. This could also be done for other holidays besides Halloween.  Using some nice pastel colors with a rabbit or an egg in the center for Easter, or red and white with a peppermint in the center, choose your favorite colors and make a customized birthday gift…. there are numerous ideas.   

I went to the silk floral department at the craft store and picked out all black and all orange flowers with the same shaped leaves, but slightly different.  The reason for different shaped leaves is so they don’t lay flat on top of one another and look like one color.

Silk flowers can be taken apart from the center.  So I disassembled all the flowers and grouped the leaves by size and color.  I then began to reassemble the flowers and layer them in varied color schemes.  When I was done I covered up the center of the flower with jack-o-lantern sticker.

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Black Out Poetry- Lonely Solitude

My friend has been posting a lot of  “black out poetry” and it looked a lot of fun to create. (you can see her work here) It was so inspiring and I had always wanted to try it.  I think what I like about it is that I don’t necessarily have to use my own words. (I’m not a big fan of poetry because it’s hard for me to understand)  In black out poetry I am choosing the words that I want to keep, but not having to think them up.  It’s like a word search where you highlight only the words you want in your poem and black out the rest.  I don’t know for certain if I am following the rules for this style, but this is what I came up with.  

The book I chose was To The Last Man by Zane Grey.  I selected this book online.  You can access the book for free here via the Gutenberg Project http://www.gutenberg.org/files/2070/2070-h/2070-h.htm  I haven’t read it before. I dragged the cursor down randomly and ended up on Chapter X and probably highlighted a page or so.  Initially I wasn’t sure if I had selected the right author and book because he is such a poetic author as it is with his descriptive style of writing.  But at the time the thought moved me to try black out poetry, he was the only author I could think of.  

If this works out to be popular enough I may use it more on the ‘Make It Your Own Monday’ posts.  After all, I did take someone else’s work and make it my own. 

This is what I came up with.  I used the first two words to title it : Lonely Solitude 

black out poetry

The Wake of the Wahoo

 

 

A gentleman on one of my tours suggested that I read this book.  He said since I like re-telling submarine stories that this would be a great choice for me, and it was !  He also told me what happened to the submarine, but promised he wasn’t spoiling it because the dust jacket would say the same thing.  The Wahoo was sunk by the Japanese.

Navy Vice Admiral Charles A. Lockwood, retired,  wrote in the foreword that, “Postwar examination of enemy records reveals a report that, on Oct. 11, 1943, in La Perouse Strait, ‘Our plane found a floating sub and attacked it with three depth charges.’ That may be the epitaph of the Wahoo and 80 American fighting men,”

I started reading the book in late May and finished it a few days prior to this review.  I guess I read it so slow because I didn’t want the men to die.  I liked this book so much because the author, Forest J. Sterling incorporated dialogue into the book as if he were recording the events verbatim as they happened.  It made the book feel more lifelike as opposed to the books that read like a war log or an ultra technical how to manual.  He began writing the book 15 years after WWII ended.  So although he probably didn’t recall word for the word the conversations, he most likely remembered what could have been said.  I don’t dwell too much on the absolute accuracy of the conversations.  I take them for what they are because the enhance the story.

Sterling was the Yeoman of the boat.  Reviews also say this is unique as most sub stories are written by the Officers and their point of view.  In my opinion, who better to write the story than the Yeoman who is so apt at keeping records?  (I may be biased because that would be the job I would want on the submarine).  The majority of the crew stayed the same and Sterling made sure to introduce the crew members to the reader as they appeared by giving their full name, rank and hometown.

The majority of the story tells of the men on the boat, what it was like on the submarine, the intensity involved in being attacked and how scared the brave men actually were, as well as the skill and patience it took to attack and sink the enemy.  He also added details about their shore leaves in Australia, Midway, and Pearl Harbor.  They were given a special commendation party in Australia.

Sterling served on the Wahoo for 5 of the 6 war patrols in the Pacific theater.  That should give you an indication of Sterling’s fate compared to the submarine.

He had applied for Stenography school, and never expected to be accepted, but he was.  In fact, it seemed like he applied to spite and taunt his shipmates who begged him not to go.  Several men on board began to see Sterling as somewhat of a good luck charm.  Sterling was older than the other enlisted men as his Navy career began in 1930 when he was 19 years old.  As Yeoman, sometimes he was assigned to look out duty and would help the Captain and Executive Officer identify enemy ships and planes out of a book thus he had an important part in the sinking of the record number of enemy vessels.  Some men also began to feel that their luck was running out, and felt that the Wahoo minus Sterling would lock in bad luck.  The Captain asked Sterling if he would please serve out the rest of the war patrol before going back to the States.  Because Sterling was so close to the crew, he agreed.   Mid war patrol the Wahoo had to return to Midway to have the defective torpedoes looked at.

For some reason that even Sterling doesn’t know, the Captain changed his mind about how soon Sterling could leave. He let him off on Midway island before the end of the patrol and told him to head out to the school.

I can imagine the amount of survivor’s guilt that Sterling was left to deal with.  In the epilogue he stated, “…Sorry, fellows, I should have been with you. I can never understand why Captain Morton changed his mind and transferred me at the last moment. My spirit has been with you all these years!”

It was really sad for me and I cried when I finished reading the book even though I knew exactly what was going to happen.  Sterling made these submariners real to me and not just a list of names.  That’s what attracts me to history so much is the knowing and feeling that the people we study WERE REAL and that was part of his motivation for writing the book.  He wanted people to see how these men lived and who they were.  It is the way that Sterling wrote this book that the Wahoo has become my second favorite submarine. (Cobia has to be 1st favorite).  

Sterling passed away in 2002 and is buried in Biloxi National Cemetery.

 

Click on Sterling’s photo to read an extensive article from the defense.gov website.

As an update, and not included in the book The Wake of the Wahoo:

July 2006, the Wahoo has been found !  Russian divers find the Wahoo sitting upright on the bottom of the La Perouse Strait in 185 feet of water.  You can read about it on the link above.  

 

 

 

Frank Sinatra- Imagination

Imagination

Written by Jimmy Van Heusen and Johnny Burke in 1940 and by Frank Sinatra with The Tommy Dorsey Orchestra on May 1, 1961 for the I Remember Tommy album.

Imagination is funny,
it makes a cloudy day sunny
Makes a bee think of honey
just as I think of you

Imagination is crazy,
your whole perspective gets hazy
Starts you asking a daisy
“What to do, what to do?”

Have you ever felt a gentle touch
and then a kiss
And then and then,
find it’s only your imagination again?
Oh, well

Imagination is silly,
you go around willy-nilly
For example I go around wanting you
And yet I can’t imagine that you want me, too
Have you ever felt a gentle touch
and then a kiss
And then and then,
find it’s only your imagination again?
Oh, well

Imagination is silly,
you go around willy-nilly
For example I go around wanting you
And yet I can’t imagine that you want me,
can’t imagine that you want me
can’t imagine that you
want
me
too